


If I Should Fall

by orphan_account



Category: Star Wars Sequel Trilogy
Genre: Canon Compliant, F/M, Force Bond, I Will Go Down With This Ship, Post TLJ, Post-Star Wars: The Last Jedi, Romance, Slow Burn, ben solo redemption
Language: English
Status: In-Progress
Published: 2018-06-20
Updated: 2018-06-20
Packaged: 2019-05-25 17:45:47
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Chapters: 4
Words: 5,167
Publisher: archiveofourown.org
Story URL: https://archiveofourown.org/works/14982317
Author URL: https://archiveofourown.org/users/orphan_account/pseuds/orphan_account
Summary: “But you don’t.” Ben said, turning to face Rey. She didn’t immediately get what he was referring to.“I don’t wh-“ He cut her off mid-question with his answer.“You don’t stop talking to me.” He said, leaning forward a bit so they were almost at eye level. Rey could tell he was proud of his assessment, and she just rolled her eyes and turned away. She wanted to fire back a smart comment, but then she would just be proving his point. So she worked in silence.





	1. Chapter 1

**Author's Note:**

> Hey guys! This is my first fan fiction, so I’m anxious to see how it turns out! I’m a huge Reylo shipper, and after having read a ton of Reylo fanfics I wanted to write my own. Please forgive any errors, I am horrible at beta checking my own stuff.

Rey’s arms were quivering. She knew she couldn’t hold on much longer, and she was terrified. And angry. She looked up as the source of her anger hurriedly strode towards her, his emotionless mask replaced with a look of horror. Something was odd about his gait now though. It took Rey only a moment to realize he was limping. Badly. The distraction caused Rey’s rigid position to falter, and the root she had been clutching onto for dear life snapped. 

By some manner of sheer luck Rey managed to catch the next one down, and was now hanging about two feet from the top of the cliff.  
Her heart was racing. She looked down, and immediately wished she hadn’t. The bottom was lined with large rocks from a recent landslide, along with a few broken trees. A drop from this height would mean certain death. Rey looked up to find a gloved hand inches from her face, and looked further to see Ben’s desperate expression.

“Rey, let me help you. Take my hand.” He said in a rush, the fear in his voice betraying him. Rey didn’t respond. She didn’t move. “Rey. Rey!” His voice was sounding more and more urgent. Rey knew that Ben couldn’t reach any further, and she was frozen in place. This was all his fault, and now he wanted to help her? She couldn’t think of anything she wanted to say to him, and she wasn’t sure she could make out words if she tried. Rey tried to readjust her footing for a more secure hold, but only succeeded in knocking the thin foothold off the cliff. She was now barely holding on, and her fingers were slipping.

“Rey!!” Ben yelled as the root started to give way, and Rey felt herself slipping. She found her voice as she fell.  
“Ben!” She screamed, frantically clawing out to grab something, anything, to break her fall. It didn’t go quite as planned. In her thrashing Rey had spun around where her feet were further from the cliff, and her head struck against a rocky outcropping as she plummeted. Consciousness was suddenly out of reach as her vision faded to black.

How had this happened? In her unconscious state Rey’s mind wandered over her memory of the events of the past day, latching onto the moment that things started rapidly going downhill.

”No no no no! This can’t be happening! Ugh!” Rey yelled, smacking the control panel of the ship as it started beeping warning signals. She wasn’t on the Falcon, she was borrowing a smaller, less recognizable ship. And yet she was still found. The First Order shuttle had dropped out of light speed and was close behind her now, it would catch up within seconds if Rey didn’t do something. 

She angrily grumbled to herself as she swung the ship into a steep dive towards the moon below, the old vessel shuddering as it struggled with the maneuver. The shuttle behind her was much more agile. It turned and followed directly behind Rey, close enough that there was a chance the two could collide at any moment. “Stop it Ben! Leave me alone!” Rey yelled angrily at the man she knew was pursuing her, knowing no one would hear. As the ships came through the atmosphere Rey pulled up sharply, almost hitting the shuttle in the process. Seconds later Ben’s shuttle made the same movement with seemingly no effort. Rey glared at it and flew closer to the moon’s surface.

Her smaller vessel was able to navigate between the trees in the forest, while Ben’s shuttle had to fly above. Rey smiled at her small victory. Her short lived satisfaction was shattered though. She felt his presence seeking to gain entrance into her mind, and she abruptly blocked him. “Stay out of my head!” She screamed at him through the force, not sure if he would hear it. Maybe he had though, because he stopped his intrusion shortly thereafter. 

Rey turned to the left, heading towards the end of the forest and a sheer cliff. She could see the clear space in the distance, and pushed her ship to go faster. It creaked and shook from the strain. Just as she was about to leave the forest Ben’s shuttle swung around in front, cutting off her exit. Rey jerked the ship back and to the side, but it couldn’t drop speed that quickly. The ship hit a tree on the left side with enough force to send the tree crashing and the shuttle spinning. Rey yanked the ship around in an effort to stop the spin, but flew into another tree in the process. Half of the right wing had been torn off. 

Ben hadn’t moved the shuttle from where he had cut Rey off, but that turned out to be a bad choice. Rey braced for impact as her ship careened into the shuttle, and both started falling towards the moon’s surface. Neither vessel could fly or maneuver at this point, so the crash was inevitable. The ship and shuttle hit the ground at the same time. The shuttle had fallen straight down, and a small explosion came from it as it plowed into the ground. Rey’s ship on the other hand had still been spinning, and was sent skidding across the space between the forest and cliff. 

Luckily, it stopped within a few seconds. The ship was left smashed against a boulder almost hanging over the cliff, and as it started teetering Rey scrambled to get out. The door was jammed with debris, and Rey had to break it to get it open. As soon as she saw that the door was free she leapt out. She hit the ground in a roll to absorb the impact, wincing as she noticed the multiple cuts she had acquired during the crash. She stood up in a rush and immediately wished she hadn’t. Her head was spinning and she couldn’t see straight. 

She felt something dripping onto her hand, and looked down to see a deep cut just below her rib cage. She had already lost a lot of blood. She looked up to see two black figures walking towards her, but as her vision cleared she realized it was only one. Rey quickly pulled out her blaster and started firing at Ben, not aiming near as well as she should have. Ben didn’t even waste the time to deflect the shots, none of them were close enough to hit him. Rey started stumbling backwards as he got closer, and yelped as her next step was into open air. 

She slipped, barely catching the ground in front of her. She was hanging with her arms spread out across the cliff’s edge. Her hands scrambled to find a hold as Ben came ever closer, he was moving faster now.  
“Rey?!” He sounded genuinely worried, and Rey wasn’t sure how to respond. He had just chased her out here and made her crash, now he was worried? It didn’t make any sense. 

Rey found herself unable to reach a suitable hold on the ground and started sliding backwards, but wrapped her arms around the first root she came across. Her vision was swimming again. She was only a couple of inches from the top of the cliff, and could still see across the floor. The sharp rocks jutting from the cliff side were digging into her abdomen, and she could feel blood running down her side. She wouldn’t be able to hold this much longer. She was keeping as still as possible in order not to break the root, but-

The memory cut off in an instant as Rey regained consciousness.

**Notes for the Chapter:**

> So? How am I doing so far? Do you like it?


	2. Chapter 2

Rey knew she should be dead. She didn’t know how she was alive at all. A fall like that should have killed her instantly, not knock her out. And yet here she was, alive. Alive and in pain. She reached down to touch the deep wound on her side, only to find it securely bandaged. Her eyes flew open. She found herself laying on a bed of moss, with a thin blanket tossed over her. She looked around to find herself in a small, tent-like structure. She was alone.

She could hear a fire crackling outside, and managed to get unsteadily to her feet. She slowly walked toward the exit of the tent, noticing her blaster was gone. Well that wasn’t good. It probably wouldn’t have made much of a difference though, in her current state it wouldn’t be of much use. She exited the small tent to find a dark figure hunched next to the fire, watching her.

“You’re awake.” He said, standing up. Rey looked around, but it was too dark to see her surroundings. Night must’ve fallen while she was out, or it could have even been a few days. Rey’s anger towards the man before her had fizzled out while she was unconscious, and she was too dizzy to really care at the moment. She could be mad later, when she could actually do something about it. 

“How long was I-“ She didn’t bother to finish. 

“A little over a day.” Ben answered, taking a few steps closer. He was still limping, and it seemed even worse than before. 

“How do you feel?” He asked, wincing as he stepped on his injured leg. 

“Not good. How am I not dead?” Rey asked, starting to feel her consciousness fading. Ben lurched forward and caught her as she started to collapse, hissing between his teeth at the pain it caused him. He gently set her down where she was sitting propped against a tree stump. Her consciousness was fuzzy at best, but once she sat down she started to become more aware.

“I caught you before you hit the ground. With the force. Then I brought you back up.” He answered slowly, lowering himself to the ground. 

Rey watched him as he sat, noticing how long it took him and how much pain he appeared to be in. What he had done had obviously worn him out. She couldn’t quite tell with the dim firelight and dark clothing, but it looked to her like his leg was covered with dried blood. His skin looked even paler than normal, and he had visible bags under his eyes. Rey deduced that he probably hadn’t slept for a while, and definitely hadn’t treated his own wound like he had hers. 

“Ben, you need to rest.” She said almost accusingly, her own eyes drifting closed for a few seconds. “I can stay up.” She said quietly. Ben just stared at her, hardly moving.

“Not until I know you’re okay.” He said, Rey sure he wouldn’t relent. She was expecting him to be difficult. 

“Just sleep for a while. You need to.” She figured she could wait to press him about caring for his wound, he certainly wasn’t going to right now. “I’m fine, see?” Rey said in exasperation, shakily standing. A fresh wave of dizziness washed over her, but she held it back. She placed her hand on the stump she had been leaning against, gripping it for assistance in balance. Rey knew she was far from fine, but Ben definitely needed to sleep. He wouldn’t be doing either of them any favors in his current state. 

He looked at her with an expression that said ‘Uh huh. Sure you are.’ But he kept his mouth shut. “Rest.” Rey said, getting annoyed with his stubborn attitude. “Or I will knock you out myself to make sure you sleep.” She added, not sure if she could back that last statement up. Ben looked at her in a way that revealed he knew she couldn’t, but his posture relaxed a little. 

“Alright.” He said, shocking Rey with his sudden relent. She watched in confusion as he stood and walked to the other side of the fire, where he lay on his side facing away from Rey. She sat down again, and a few minutes later she could sense that he was asleep. His tense and agitated demeanor was replaced with calm and quiet. After a few more minutes Rey gathered the energy to walk back to the tent and grab the blanket that had been over her to take it out by the fire, where she sat against her stump and wrapped the linen around herself. 

She didn’t sleep, instead she watched the fire and studied the night sky. She had a clear view, they were somewhere between the forest and cliff where nothing obstructed the sky. She stayed there for the rest of the night and late into the morning, not letting herself fall asleep. 

The sun had risen well before Ben woke up, but Rey could see a visible difference. The rest had served him well. She would love to hang the fact that she was right over his head, but knew it wasn’t the time. Ben sat up and yawned, running his hand through his hair in an effort to tame it down. Rey could only imagine what hers looked like. Ben looked over at her with a blank expression, revealing no emotion whatsoever. 

“Anything of interest happen?” He asked, carefully standing up in a way that didn’t put too much stress on his injury. Rey could clearly see now that she had been right before, and there was dried blood all down his leg. 

“Nothing at all.” She answered, still looking at his leg with concern. Ben followed her gaze, sighing. 

“I’ll take care of it later.” He said, limping towards the tent. Rey stood and followed him, now only slightly dizzy. 

“Later better mean as soon as you can.” She said, trying to figure out what he was doing. He came out of the tent with a couple canteens, handing one to Rey. 

“There is a creek a short distance into the woods. I saw it when I flew over.” He said, getting ready to go to the water source. “It’s clean, and should be drinkable.” He added, but Rey quickened her pace to catch up with him.

“Oh no, you’re not going. I’ll get the water, you stay here and take care of your wound.” She said with authority, daring him to say no. She took the canteen he had and started walking in the direction he had directed her to, looking back to see if he was doing as she had said. 

He was sitting on a fallen tree, and appeared to be holding a roll of bandages he had retrieved from the back of the tent. Satisfied that he was getting to work, Rey entered the forest in search of the water. It didn’t make sense to Rey that he was actually doing what she told him, even when they both knew she couldn’t make him. She mulled over the possible reasons why all the way to the creek and back, but wasn’t able to come up with a satisfactory one.

**Notes for the Chapter:**

> Thanks to everyone who has been reading this, it makes me so happy to know that this is getting some attention.  
> Comment with your thoughts!


	3. Chapter 3

**Notes for the Chapter:**

> I know this chapter is pretty slow moving, but keep with me! It’ll start speeding up!

“Here,” Rey said, setting one of the canteens on the log next to Ben. He barely acknowledged her, simply reaching back to grab the canteen. He opened it and poured some on his leg, and Rey leaned forward to see the injury. She didn’t get a very good look, but it looked much worse than hers felt. When Ben noticed her looking at it he turned so it was out of her view, starting to bandage it. Rey took the hint that he didn’t want her near him, and walked back to the tent to see what else was in there. 

She came out with a protein pack and eagerly nibbled away. She hadn’t eaten since before the crash, and was hungry. She knew they would have to ration food supplies, but she was too hungry to care at the moment. Ben was done with his leg by the time Rey exited the tent, and was looking at her ship. It was still right at the edge of the cliff, but it didn’t appear to be in immediate danger of falling. He turned to look back at Rey. 

“We won’t be able to fix your ship.” He said plainly. “But mine appears salvageable.” He concluded, limping towards his shuttle. When Rey looked at his ship she saw that the small explosion had originated from a secondary fuel tank, which could be replaced with one from her ship. The shuttle otherwise didn’t look too bad, but she could only see one side. Did Ben expect her to go with him on his ship? Rey wasn’t sure if she would let herself. She shook her head and went to her ship, carefully crawling in through the broken door. 

The ship rocked a little when she got in, so she collected everything she needed as fast as she could. A bag of clothing and blankets, a tool kit, and a med kit being her priorities. She stored the objects in the tent and walked back to where Ben was standing, stopping look up at his ship alongside him. It seemed pointless to avoid him. They were stuck on this moon together, and helping each other was probably their best chance of survival. 

“So, what do we need to do to fix it?” She asked, turning to look at him. He looked at her with an almost puzzled expression, and Rey figured she knew why. He probably expected her to still be mad at him. She was, but she was hiding it well. 

“The secondary fuel tank is destroyed, the left wing is warped and the rotation mechanism is damaged, and some of the wiring is fried. Also, the side is caved in and punctured from where you hit it.” He said with an accusing tone. He was obviously bitter about all the damage done to his ship. 

“Alright. Let’s start with the wiring. We shouldn’t risk trying anything else with our injuries.” Rey said, walking around to climb into the shuttle. Rey saw Ben scowl, walking towards the wing and disregarding what she had said. She sighed, pulling herself up into the vessel. She quickly located the wires he had been talking about, and they were literally fried. It looked as though they were the most probable cause of the fuel explosion. Rey got to work, listening to the cracks and groans of the metal wing being realigned outside.

The sun was hanging low in the sky when they stopped working, and they were both exhausted. Even with how long they spent on the shuttle, they had barely made a dent in the workload. Rey hadn’t gotten far with the wires, and Ben wasn’t able to completely move the wing back into place before the strain was too much. This was going to take longer than anticipated. Rey leaned against the tree stump and slid down, resting her arms on top of her knees. 

Ben restarted the fire before sitting down on the log, running a hand through his hair. “We both need to recover before we’ll be able to fix the shuttle.” Rey said, looking up at Ben through the strands of hair that had come loose from her ties. Ben made a noncommittal Hmm sound as he stared into the forest. Rey shook her head. “How did this even happen? How did you find me in the first place?” She asked, voicing the question that had been bugging her all day. Ben looked at her with a solemn expression. 

“I reached out to you through the force repeatedly. You kept shutting me out, but I was able to follow your force signature.” He said, looking down at his hands. “I’ve been trying to find you since Crait. I never wanted to hurt you, I was just so enraged that I wasn’t thinking straight. Enraged and hurt.” Rey stayed silent, trying to figure out what she wanted to say in response. She couldn’t think of any way to voice her thoughts, so instead she opened the bond for a moment, leaving him sort out her tangled thoughts and emotions on his own before she closed off the connection once more. 

He watched her with a masked expression, but after the brief moments that their minds had touched Rey was certain that he was sincere. She could apologize for shutting him out on Crait, she should, but she couldn’t bring herself to. She didn’t want to relent that quickly. Rey realized she had been looking back into Ben’s eyes for a suspiciously long amount of time, and quickly stood up and walked towards the tent. She stopped just at the entrance. 

“Ben,” She started softly. She didn’t know what she had intended to say afterwards, but she couldn’t think of anything she wanted to admit aloud just yet. That she had missed him? That she was sorry? That she didn’t want to leave him again? She settled for letting him guess her meaning as she ducked into the tent. 

Rey sat on the moss bed, taking deep breaths as she tried to sort through her feelings toward the man outside. She was mad at him for getting her stuck on this moon, but also felt almost relieved to be with him again. She didn’t want to tell him anything, but at the same time wished to be able to tell him everything. She was nervous around him, worried that he might attack her, but knew that was irrational. Her thoughts and conflicted feelings were puzzling her in a way they never had before. She tried to convince herself that the confusion was a side effect of blood loss, but she knew that was false. She curled up in the blanket Ben had given her and left the others out in case he needed one, trying to put her wandering mind to rest as she drifted off to sleep.

**Notes for the Chapter:**

> It could be a while before I’m able to post the next chapter, I’m not sure. Please don’t give up on me, I’ll post it as soon as possible!


	4. Chapter 4

**Notes for the Chapter:**

> I know this took awhile, but I’ve been trying to juggle everything and this just ended up falling out of the loop for some time. I should be able to keep up with it a bit more regularly now, but life is unpredictable. Sorry about the wait!

Rey jolted awake, finding herself shaking and her heart racing. Something was wrong. It could’ve been a dream, but she didn’t recall having any the night before. She carefully crawled off the moss bed and exited the tent. He was gone. She wasn’t sure how long he’d been away, but when she looked around she saw that his lightsaber was also missing. 

The fire was long dead, but the sun was just beginning to rise. Judging by that, Rey assumed Ben had left a few hours ago. But why? They had been working together on the ship for almost two weeks now, and the end of the repairs seemed to be in sight. Why did Ben decide to leave now? 

Before Rey could come up with an answer, realization struck. He hadn’t left her. He was gathering food. They were dangerously low on rations, and he had mentioned that they needed to get more if they wanted to make it off the planet alive. Rey had shot him down, saying she would go no further than the stream and neither would he. Of course he didn’t listen to her. The only thing she could do now was wait for his return. 

She gathered more firewood and remade the bed with fresh moss, tossing out the dried remnants of the previous pad. She refilled the canteens. She checked the repair progress on the shuttle. She collected more supplies from the remains of her ship and stored them in the tent. It was well past midday by the time she finished everything. And Ben still wasn’t back. Rey sat to rest and wait for a while, but when he still didn’t arrive she headed to the stream to wash off. She stayed in the shallowest area, she was too nervous to attempt going deeper than half submerged. She couldn’t swim.

She checked the wound on her side, it was looking much better than it had. The bacta gel had worked wonders. She had wanted to check Ben’s wound and see if it was healing, but it seemed like he would never let her get close enough to. It worried Rey that he still had a pronounced limp and would occasionally cringe if he stepped the wrong way. 

Rey was heading back when she heard something rustling in the brush behind her. She was immediately on alert, and reached out with the force to sense what it was. Rey jumped as a small mammal leapt out and ran straight past her. It was like it didn’t know she was there. Then she looked up and saw why. Ben was coming back. 

He was still a ways off, but she could see that he was limping and appeared to be carrying something a good bit bigger than the creature she’d just seen. Rey walked towards him, stopping a few feet away. He was carrying a reptilian creature the size of BB-8, as well as a stack of plants. Rey gave him a curious glance. “It’s all edible.” He said curtly, not offering to hand her any of the load.

“Do you want me to-“ Rey started, reaching for the bundle of plants.

“No.” The response came flatly, and Ben pulled the plants out of Rey’s reach. Rey rolled her eyes. This man’s pride was going to kill him someday. She quickened her pace to keep up with him, she had to take more frequent steps to keep up with his long strides. Even when he was limping. Rey’s wound gave her almost no trouble anymore, and Ben’s should definitely be mostly healed by now. And yet, it wasn’t. It seemed only to worsen. 

It didn’t take long to reach their camp, where Ben dropped the creature down next to the fire Rey had built, laying the plants a bit more gently on a stump before practically dropping to sit against a fallen tree. He sighed and leaned his head back against the trunk, his injured leg stretched out before him. 

Rey reached into his mind only slightly, just skirting around the edges. He still had his guards up, but they were worn thin by weariness. Rey didn’t even try to break through, she found what she wanted outside of the walls. “It still hurts. It’s not healing.” She said, stating what was plainly obvious to both of them but what Ben was refusing to admit. He didn’t look at her. 

“It’s not as bad as you think. Pain sharpens my focus. It gives me strength.” He said determinedly, in a tone that suggested this should be an accepted fact. Rey wasn’t buying it. 

“Then why are your walls worn thin?” She asked with no small amount of irritation. If he’d just let her take care of it... At this he turned to glare at her. 

“Don’t think I didn’t notice your little foray into my mind. You should know it takes more than a cut to wear down defenses.” He said haughtily. That only raised another question for Rey to ask. What else was wearing on him? Before she could ask she felt his consciousness brush hers. “You know I won’t answer that.” He said, standing and walking towards the canteens Rey had left out. Rey rolled her eyes in annoyance. He was so difficult. 

“Will you just let me look at it? Please?” She asked, following him. He let out a short huff of air, setting down the canteen he was holding with more force than necessary. 

“If I do, will you quit bothering me about it?” He asked, turning just enough to see her out of the corner of his eye. Rey gave him a look that betrayed her irritation. Well, this was better than nothing. 

“Yes.” She said bitterly. Ben watched for a moment before nodding, walking back to sit on the fallen tree. He rolled his pant leg to just above the wound, which was right above his knee. It was wrapped in a bandage, but blood had soaked all the way through. Rey watched with baited breath as he unwrapped the dressing, but was slightly surprised to see it looking better than she thought it would. It looked relatively clean, but she wouldn’t go so far to say well cared for. She leaned on closer to get a better look at it. 

It definitely should have at least partially closed by now, but was still a gaping hole. Not even his constant pushing past safe physical bounds would have halted healing that much. There had to be something else. Rey thought a moment before an idea came to her. “Did you get anything out of it?” She asked, looking from the wound to his face. He’d been watching her the entire time. 

“No.” He said, not caring to elaborate. Rey clicked her tongue in thought, trying to get a clear view in the wound. 

“I think there might be a piece of shrapnel in it. From the fuel explosion.” It made sense, with the jagged shape and slow healing of the wound. Her’s had been a pretty clean cut, while his was wide and irregular. Ben tilted his head at her. 

“I don’t recall you being a medic.” He said, lifting an eyebrow. Rey frowned. 

“I’m sure that I’d make better medic than you.” She shot back, crossing her arms. Ben glared at her for a minute longer before sighing. 

“Fine. Do whatever you want medic.” His tone made the last word sound like an insult. Rey ignored his attitude and sat down, looking at the wound. She did not want to reach in there to pull out a piece of metal. Then inspiration struck. Maybe she could use the force. She held her hand over the wound, reaching out. She could sense the metal within, it was really quite a small piece. She opened her eyes and glanced at Ben, he was staring at her with an expression devoid of emotion.

Rey turned back to the wound, planning a way to remove it. She slowly inched it out, every so often turning to look at Ben’s expression. He would occasionally cringe, looking off at some indistinct point in the distance. Pointedly ignoring Rey. Luckily he never flinched, and Rey was able to pull out the scrap in almost the same path it entered. She dropped the projectile on the ground as soon as she got it out. She’d toss it later. Ben didn’t say a word as Rey applied bacta and rewrapped the injury, but he did turn to watch her again. When she was done she stood up and started walking away to wash off, pausing when she heard Ben’s voice.

“Thank you.” He said calmly, Readjusting his pant leg. Rey nodded, surprised that he’d actually thanked her. She assumed he only did it because he knew she wanted him to though. 

“You’re welcome.” She responded quietly before continuing her walk to the stream. She shook her head once she was out of sight, trying to convince herself that he wasn’t being sincere. That it was just a formality. That he didn’t actually care. But Rey knew that was a lie.

**Notes for the Chapter:**

> I know it’s not really speeding up yet, just stick with me! Im working on it! I think I’ll be staying in Rey’s point of view for the whole story as I don’t find myself to be very good at Kylo’s, but maybe later I can convince myself to try it. Thanks for reading!


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